Chen Ping'an put away the military book and opened a book similar to the "Rest Assured Collection" of the Phi Ma Sect, called "Spring Dew and Winter In", which is a small book on the hill to which the ferry belongs to introduce its own heritage, which is more interesting, which Beiju Luzhou Sword Immortal has rested on the mountain, which Earth Immortal has drunk tea in which place of beauty and discussed the aisle, which poems have been written by the literati and which ink treasures have been left behind for the mountain, all of which are large and small.

Chen Ping'an's feet is a ferry from the Spring Dew Garden, the main income is to sell strange flowers and plants cultivated by the mountain gate along the road, among which three kinds of fairy flowers, by the Phi Ma Zong Muyi Mountain is almost monopolized, is a large amount of income in the Spring Dew Garden, so the ferry route is between the Bone Beach and the Jiamu Mountains where the Spring Dew Garden is located, the Spring Dew Garden belongs to the peasant sect among the hundreds of schools, many female cultivators, and the temperament is mild, and the Jiamu Mountains are rich in strange trees and flowers and plants, in the southeast of Juluzhou, belong to the second-rate forces with a lot of family background, plus make a wide range of friends, not much fighting, Jiamu Mountain is a must for many young immortal masters in the south to experience and visit。

The reason why Chen Ping'an chose this ferry boat is for three reasons, one is that it can completely bypass the bone beach, and the other is the three ancestral treasures of Chunlupu, among which there is a 10,000-year-old acacia tree that grows in the Jiamu Mountains, which is dozens of zhang high. Chen Ping'an wanted to take a look, what was the difference with the old locust tree in his hometown, and then every year at the end of the year, there would be a farewell banquet in the Spring Dew Garden, and there would be thousands of burdens to do business over there, it was a grand event of fairy money scurrying, and Chen Ping'an planned to do some small business there.

The small book of Spring Dew Garden is actually not thin, but compared to the "Rest Assured Collection", it is like the chatter of an elder in the family, and it is still a little inferior in terms of the number of pages.

Chen Ping'an actually had some regrets that he couldn't collect similar books in the mountains of Tongyezhou Fuping Sect.

Chen Ping'an read the small book, began to practice six-step walking piles, and in the end he practiced boxing almost half-asleep, going back and forth between the door and the window, and the pace was not bad at all.

At dawn, Chen Ping'an opened his eyes, stopped his fist, sat back at the table, waited for a while, and waited until someone knocked on the door on the other side of the corridor, then he stood up and went to open the door. This is not how the monks of the Spring Dew Garden embroider pillows, it is really an anomaly of the monks of the Phi Ma Sect, fighting for life and death, and it is a common thing to eat and drink.

After the old monk opened the door in Chen Ping'an, the old man apologized and said, "I've disturbed the rest of the Taoist friends." ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Senior Song is polite, I have just woken up, according to the introduction of that little book, I should be close to the two Taoist mountains of Jinguang Peak and Yuehua Mountain, I plan to go out to try my luck and see if I can meet the golden-backed goose and the drum frog." ”

The old monk smiled and said, "That's what I'm here, I wanted to remind Chen Gongzi that in about two hours, he will enter the Jinguang Peak realm." ”

This Jindan Earth Immortal slightly changed to a more intimate title.

Scratch someone's back.

Chen Ping'an hurriedly got out of the way, "Senior Song, please." ”

The old monk smiled heartily, between the monks on the mountain, if there is not much difference in the realm, similar to my Guanhai and your Longmen, you can call each other a Taoist friend, but the monks of the lower five realms face the middle five realms, or the three realms of Dongfu and Guanhai Longmen face Jindan and Yuanying Dixian, they should be called immortal masters or predecessors, and the Jindan realm is a threshold that has reached the threshold, after all, the mountain rules of "forming a Jindan guest, Fang is my generation" are applicable everywhere.

Of course, if you are bold enough, when you see the earth immortal in the lower five realms and even the monks on the top of the mountain in the upper five realms, you still shout that Dao friend with a big grin, it doesn't matter, you are not afraid of being slapped half to death.

As an old Jin Dan, the old monk was obviously particular about calling this young guest a Taoist friend.

At that time, the young man who came to the ferry was Pang Lanxi, the descendant of the ancestor of the Phi Ma Sect, a very prestigious young man, and it was rumored that Jiazi might be able to become one of the next ten young people in Beiju Luzhou. If other sects promote the disciples in the sect like this, most of them are a trick to raise hope on the mountain, listen to it as a joke, and meet it in person, just deal with it on the lips, and most of them will scold you in your heart, but Chunlupu is a familiar guest of the bone beach, and knows that the monks of the Phi Ma Sect are different, these monks don't talk big, they only do ruthless things.

If it's just Pang Lanxi showing up instead of the Phi Ma Sect to send off guests, it will naturally be no more frightening than the appearance of the sect master Zhu Quan or Yang Lin of the mural city, but the old Jin Dan is running around all the year round, not the kind of pure immortal who has been in retreat for ten years and decades, and has already refined a pair of fiery eyes, then Pang Lanxi's words and looks at the ferry, for this old Jin Dan can not see the depth of the roots of the foreign ranger, he is very admired, and from the bottom of his heart. Lao Jindan has to weigh it carefully, coupled with the earth-shattering changes in the Ghost Valley and the Bone Beach before, Gao Cheng of Jingguan City showed the appearance of the white bones, and personally chased and killed a golden light of the imperial sword that fled to the Patriarch Hall of Muyi Mountain, and the old monk was not stupid, so he figured out what it would like.

The two mountain monks who met in Pingshui, one of them was able to take the initiative to open the door and invite people to sit down, which was very sincere.

A cultivator is not stained with red dust, but it is not a joke.

Lao Jindan's surname is Song Lanqiao, according to the inheritance of the ancestral hall's pedigree, he is a monk of the Lanzi generation of Chunlupu, because Chunlupu is almost all female cultivators, there is a blue character in the name, which is nothing, but a male disciple is a little weird, so Song Lanqiao's master made up a Qiao character to help press a fat powder.

Chen Ping'an had only heard Pang Lanxi say that Jinguang Peak and Yuehua Mountain were Daolu Mountains, and if they were lucky, they could see spirit birds and foreign objects by ferry, so they were on the way.

It just so happened that Song Lanqiao came to remind Chen Ping'an of this matter and solve his doubts.

It turns out that in the area of Jinguang Peak, there will occasionally be golden-backed geese appearing, this thing flies fast like a sword fairy flying sword, they will only be a little bit of a coil in the unique Jinguang Peak, unless the Yuanying realm, the general monk does not have the luxury of catching at all, and the golden-backed goose has a strong temperament, once arrested, it will self-immolate and die, so that people have no gain at all.

Golden-backed geese like to fly high above the surging sea of clouds, especially like to bathe in the sun, because the back is exposed to the scorching sun all year round, and can congenitally absorb the essence of the sun, so the adult golden-backed goose, can give birth to a golden feather, two are rare, three is even more rare. There is a long-famous wild cultivation yuan infant in the south of Beiju Luzhou, because of fate, when he was in the next five realms, he obtained a golden-backed goose ancestor who was covered in golden feathers took the initiative to recognize the master, the flat-haired beast, the combat power is equivalent to a Jindan monk, when the wings are flapped, such as the scorching sun rising into the sky, this wild cultivator likes to sneak attack the most, and blinded the eyes of many monks below the earth immortals.

As for Yuehua Mountain, every first day and fifteen o'clock, there will be a giant frog with a whole body of snow white, as big as a hill, with a group of descendants lying on the top of the mountain, drumming endlessly, such as practicing qi people to breathe, absorbing the moonlight, before and after the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is full of frogs singing, the momentum moves the sky, so Yuehua Mountain has another name of thunder mountain. It's not that there are no monks who want to tame this giant frog, it's just that the giant frog is extremely talented, proficient in earth law and retreat, and can shrink its huge body to the size of a mustard seed, and then hide in the roots of the leyline mountain. Therefore, most of the monks went to Yuehua Mountain to try to capture a few hundred-year-old snow frogs, and once they succeeded, it was considered a fluke, because the ancestor of the snow frog was extremely protective, and many monks of the Middle Five Realms were buried in Yuehua Mountain.

Some of the troubles of many monks of Jinguangfeng and Yuehua Mountain, Song Lanqiao said it wittily, and Chen Ping'an listened to it with relish.

Someone once opened a net to catch a golden-backed goose, but was raised by several golden-backed geese, the monk was reluctant to let go, and was dragged into the sky, and when he let go, he was pecked by the golden-backed goose all over the body, and the body was defenseless, and there was no heavy weapon such as a square inch mound on the body, very embarrassed, Jin Guangfeng looked at the lively qi practitioners, boos were numerous, that was still a big mountain of the sea-viewing female cultivator, after that, the female cultivator never traveled down the mountain again.

Chen Ping'an asked curiously, "Aren't there any monks in Jinguang Peak and Yuehua Mountain to build a cave mansion?"

Song Lanqiao stroked his beard and smiled: "The daily essence of Jinguang Peak is too hot, especially the daily essence condensed in Jinguang Peak, which circulates all year round, and there is no discipline, this is not a good place, unless the earth immortal monk can barely stay permanently, and the ordinary qi practitioner cultivates in that way, which is extremely difficult to endure and wastes spiritual energy." As for Yuehua Mountain, it is a treasure land of feng shui with all five elements, but it is a pity that there is a giant frog that occupies the mountain as the king, and thousands of disciples and grandchildren, and the giant frog who opened his mind early is the most resentful of our qi practitioners, and he can't allow the qi practitioners to run to the mountain to practice. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "There are thousands of spirits in the mountains, each with its own way of survival. ”

Song Lanqiao seemed to think so, smiled and left.

Warm and polite, you have to have, no matter how much you will inevitably fall behind, the friendship on the pole, the dwarf, he is a Jin Dan, this bit of cheekiness is still needed. If you ask someone to do something, of course, say something else.

After leaving the house, Song Lanqiao shook his head, this young monk still saw shallowly, the golden-backed geese of Jinguangfeng, the giant frogs of Yuehua Mountain, were not suffering from the cage, after all, they were a minority, and more mountain and wild spirits, how many of them died and exchanged for money? Let's just say that those grass charm tree spirits in the Jiamu Mountain Range were sold and died halfway, and it was a great luck to be able to raise them in the rich and noble courtyard of the secular dynasty.

When the ferry passed by Jinguang Peak, it stayed in the air for an hour, but it did not see a single golden-backed goose.

Song Lanqiao stood beside the young monk at that time and explained a few words, saying that many monks who coveted spirit birds had been squatting here for many years, and they might not be able to see them a few times.

Then the Chunlupu ferry boat walked slowly, just passing through Yuehua Mountain at night, did not dare to get too close to the mountain, separated by seven or eight miles, around Yuehua Mountain, because it was not the first and fifteenth days of the new year, the giant frog did not appear, Song Lanqiao was a little embarrassed, because the giant frog occasionally showed up in the usual time, entrenched on the top of the mountain, absorbing the moonlight, so Song Lanqiao simply did not show up this time.

I saw the young monk wearing a hat on his head, and he stood until the ferry was far away from Yuehua Mountain before returning to the house.

Song Lanqiao smiled bitterly, this guy's luck is very average.

Ordinary ferries pass through this pair of Taoist mountains, golden-backed geese don't have the luxury to see, Song Lanqiao has been in charge of this ferry for two hundred years, and the number of encounters is only a handful, but the giant frog of Yuehua Mountain, whether the ferry passengers see it or not, is roughly five or five points.

After another two days, the ferry slowly pulled up.

The young monk took the initiative to find Song Lanqiao and asked the reason, Song Lanqiao did not hide the treasure, this is a semi-open secret of the ferry voyage, it is not a mountain taboo, every stable route that has been opened up for many years, there are a lot of tricks, if it is through the place where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the floating height of the ferry is often reduced, in order to contain the aura of heaven and earth, slightly reduce the consumption of fairy money on the ferry, and pass by those "lawless places" where the aura is barren , The closer to the ground, the more immortal money is consumed, so it needs to be raised, as for the realm of the immortals, how to take a trick, not only does not violate the rules of the sect cave, but also can be a little "rubbing oil", it is the old boatman's housekeeping skills, and he pays more attention to the skill of human relations with all parties.

Song Lanqiao knew all these secret things that were not taboo and said everything to the young monk.

It's also a little incense, and it doesn't cost money anyway.

Song Lanqiao also guessed one or two because of this, most of the people who traveled in foreign countries were the kind of ancestors of the gate sect who were dedicated to cultivation and did not know about general affairs, and they did not travel much, otherwise they would not have no understanding of the inside story of these superficial ferries. After all, what is the background of a cultivation mountain, how far can the ferry go, whether it is a short distance of tens of thousands of miles, or whether it can walk through half a continent, or simply cross continents, is a very intuitive entry point.

Asking people about things, Chen Ping'an took out a pot of immortal liquor bought from the Bone Beach, which is not as famous as gloomy tea, called Wind Hail Wine, which is extremely strong.

On this day, Song Lanqiao suddenly left the house, ordered the ferry to lower the height, after half a burnt incense, Song Lanqiao came to the bow of the boat, stood by the railing, squinted overlooking the mountains and rivers of the earth, and vaguely saw a vision, the old monk couldn't help but be amazed.

The ferry is not too high above the ground, and the weather is clear, the view is excellent, and the mountains and rivers are clearly veined underfoot. It's just that there is a strange scene that ordinary monks can't see at all.

Song Lanqiao is just watching the excitement and won't interfere. This is also a fake public and private, but the dozens of snowflakes that this half of the incense spends are more, and the ancestor who is in charge of the money and power in the Spring Dew Garden knows it, and he will only ask Song Lanqiao what new things he has seen, and where to account for those snowflakes. A Jindan monk, who was able to waste his time on the ferry, was clearly a poor person who had cut off the future of the avenue, and ordinary people did not dare to provoke the ferry steward, especially an earth immortal.

Chen Ping'an walked to Lao Jindan's side, looked at a black misty city, and asked, "Old Song senior, the black fog covers the city, why is this?"

"Chen Gongzi has good eyesight, but I have some difficulty seeing. ”

Song Lanqiao stroked his beard and smiled, "It's a county town in the Yinping Country, it should be that there is a disaster coming, and the external weather will be so obvious, it is nothing more than two situations, one is that there are demons to haunt you, and the second is the object of the imperial court of the local landscape gods and the city god, to the point where the golden body is decaying and tends to collapse." This Yinping country seems to have a vast territory, but in the southeast of our Beiju Luzhou, it is a veritable small country, because the territory of Yinping Country is not full of aura, and it can't produce qi practitioners, even if there is, it is also for others to make wedding clothes, so in a poor and remote country like Yinping country, there is only an empty shelf, and qi practitioners don't like to go shopping. ”

This is obviously to treat the young monk as a fledgling chick, Song Lanqiao quickly realized that his wording was inappropriate, but when he carefully looked at the person's expression, he still listened with his ears pricked up, very focused, Song Lanqiao breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, it was the ancestor of the Xian family of the Bizhou Sect, and he was also born in the spring dew garden, which is kind to people, and replaced it with the big mountain ferryboat in the middle of Beiju Luzhou and the north, once he sees through the identity of the other party, maybe he will have to play and tease, once the two sides have friction, each of them has a fire, and he will not kill at the moment, but he will definitely find an opportunity to play the role of Naye Xiu and destroy the corpseThis is a common occurrence.

Song Lanqiao hesitated, but still swallowed the reminder words that had reached his mouth.

The children of the great sect are the most cheeky, so don't draw snakes and add enough to them, so that the other party will not read well, and they will be hated.

After Chen Ping'an looked around, he helped the hat and said with a smile: "Senior Song, I have nothing to do anyway, I am a little bored, go down to play, it may be later to go to the Spring Dew Garden, and then I will find Senior Song to drink." Leaving the boat later may have some impact on the ferry formation. ”

Song Lanqiao was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, but the monk acted casually, so this old Jin Dan didn't say anything, just said a few auspicious words with good signs.

Then the old monk seemed a little embarrassed to see the foreign monk surnamed Chen.

Why don't you resist the sword, even if you think it's too dazzling, what's so difficult about resisting the wind?

Chen Ping'an had to pat the sword gourd, propped himself on the railing with one hand, turned over, and gently split the ferry formation with one palm, and passed through, his body shot out like an arrow, and then his feet seemed to step on the top of a faint green sword light, his knees bent slightly, and he suddenly exerted his strength, and his body quickly tilted downward, and the ripples around him shook and roared, and the eyelids of the Jindan monk trembled, good guy, the young sword immortal is just that, this body is as tough as a martial artist of the Golden Body Realm, right?

Sword cultivation for dog days!

Chen Ping'an landed on a mountain peak and waved goodbye.

Song Lanqiao is the same, in the end, he still understands etiquette, and he can't hate it.

The monks on the mountain, it is so difficult to gather and disperse.

Chen Ping'an took out a bamboo box and carried it on his back.

The sword immortal was not happy to come out of the sheath, obviously he failed to fight a good battle on the side of the Ghost Snake Valley, and he was a little angry.

As for the first year of the sword embryo originally known as "Xiao Yudu", Chen Ping'an didn't dare to let him leave the sword cultivation gourd easily.

Chen Ping'an took out the string of walnuts and put them on his hand, and then put the three Yunxiao Palace talismans into his left sleeve.

It's a good thing that you haven't been able to meet golden-backed geese and giant frogs in Jinguang Peak and Yuehua Mountain.

The reason why this Spring Dew Garden ferry was chosen is a hidden reason.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, did not rush to leave, but found a secluded place, began to refine the longest Jixiao Mountain Golden Thunder Whip, about two hours later, refined a rough embryo, held a walking stick, and began to walk towards the county town of Yinping Country, which was fifty or sixty miles away from the mountain road.

Previously, on the occasion of the separation of the ferry and Pang Lanxi, the young man gave two sets of gallery fill in the goddess picture, which is the most proud work of his grandfather, which can be described as priceless, a set of goddess pictures is valued at a Gu Yu money, and the price is not marketable, but Pang Lanxi said that Chen Ping'an does not need to pay for it, because his grandfather said that the heartfelt words that you Chen Ping'an said in the mansion before are very fresh and refined, just like the empty valley orchid, not like sycophants at all.

Chen Ping'an cheekily accepted the two sets of goddess pictures, and said to Pang Lanxi with a smile The next time you return to the Bone Beach, you must have a good time with your grandfather.

Pang Lanxi is a sincere person, saying that my grandfather only has three sets of goddess pictures left in his hands, two sets for you, and one set for the patriarch of the patriarch's hall, and he wants to use some sycophants in exchange for the gallery filler, which is to embarrass his grandfather.

Chen Ping'an looked sincere, saying that your grandfather has his own hills and valleys in his chest, and the spiritual charm of the goddess of the mural city has long been ripe, and the wrist is like a god and ghost helping each other, from the heart to the pen, the pen to the paper, the goddess on the paper is naturally lifelike, such as communicating with your grandfather's spirit, everything comes naturally, and the magic hand is natural......

Pang Lanxi was dumbfounded.

But when the ferry boat that Chen Ping'an took was far away, the young man was a little reluctant.

The boy wanted to hear more about what the guy was drinking.

In the distance of the ferry boat at that time, the old ancestor of the Phi Ma Sect stared at the palm of his hand.

Pang Shanling nodded and smiled on the side, "It's very good for me." ”

The old patriarch held back for a long time, but he couldn't hold back some fancy words, so he had to give up and asked, "Do you believe this kind of polite words on the bad street?"

Pang Shanling raised his eyebrows, "In your Phi Ma Sect, I can hear this?"

The old ancestor was annoyed and scolded the young ranger for being shameless, if it weren't for the correct attitude towards the woman, otherwise it would be the second Jiang Shangzhen.

Chen Ping'an only knew about the ancestor of the Phi Ma Sect and Pang Shanling at that time, and he must have been observing himself and Pang Lanxi with the magical power of watching the mountains and rivers in his palm, as for the old ancestor's annoyance, he would not know.

A young ranger in a green shirt with a backpack in his hand, just holding a walking stick, walking on a ridge path that is bleak in winter.

I hope that the mouse spirit who showed the door to the Sheep Intestine Palace will have endless books in this life, and will go back and forth between the Ghost Valley and the Bone Beach safely, carrying the bookbox on his back, and returning with a full load every time.

I hope that the two-headed monsters on the chain bridge will devote themselves to cultivation, don't be evil, and preach for immortality.

I hope that the old turtle who went back to the temple to listen to the Buddhist scriptures can make up for his mistakes and achieve positive results.

I don't know if the girl fox charm hidden in the blue umbrella in the low face of Baojing Mountain can find a lover who holds an umbrella to cover her from the rain?

Can the white-bone swordsman named Pu Yu appear in the world as a woman one day, in addition to the green shirt and sword, and spread his heart with a sad brow?

Chen Ping'an didn't know if these things would happen.

Just like he didn't know, in the eyes of the ignorant Pang Lanxi, in the eyes of the mouse spirit, and in the eyes of Cao Qinglang, the scholar in the more distant lotus blessed land, he met him Chen Ping'an, just like Chen Ping'an met Ah Liang and Mr. Qi when he was young.